"Perhaps she could simply tell him to bugger off. Who knows, perhaps he'll kick the bucket before they marry. Last I heard of the old fart he wasn't doing to well," he tried to cheer him up and felt he should hug him. But that would be a little to awkward, especially since Lysander was certainly not in his right mind at the moment. So instead, he reached over and patted his younger brother on the back.
"If you need me to do anything for you.. Cover for you or anything.. let me know. But I swear, Eward, on Father's name I will kill you if you hurt her. I can tell this isn't one of your childhood games that you used to pick on her with.. So the punishment will be more severe."